You Might Be A Redneck?

Cafe Society
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The second place I lived in Canada was in a kind of cul-de-sac/almost-gated development in which every house had a huge attached garage. I wouldn’t have called my next-door neighbors “rednecks,” but they sure lived like ones.* So far as I know, they were on welfare full-time and never budged out of their garage. They spent all their time in it getting high with their friends and blasting their stereo set at 11. It didn’t matter how cold it got—that goddamned garage door was always open.

I felt sorry for their daughter, who was a sweet little kid about eight years old. I couldn’t believe the authorities hadn’t put her in a foster home a long time before.

*“Bikers” would probably be more accurate, but I don’t recall ever seeing them with a motorcycle

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I agree. I posted since I personally found it amusing. To me, a mean spirit always makes comedy unacceptable. Not every controversial or obviously tongue-in-cheek comment is offensive, and some comics walk this difficult line well. Such as Foxworthy.

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“Don’t drink and drive. Don’t drink and hunt! My uncle shot my cousin… Said he thought he was a deer. That’s what he gets for driving a brown car… with a white license plate… and a roof rack!”